[ # 1 hit country album ][ # 1 hit pop album ]RCA Victor CPL1-0548
May/1974
Produced by Milton Okun
John Denver - guitar/vocal
John Sommers - guitar/mandolin/banjo/fiddle/vocals
Eric Weissberg - steel/banjo
David Jackson, Richard Kniss - bass
Jim Gordon, Hal Blaine - drums
Jim Connor - banjo/harmonica/vocals
Glen D. Hardin - piano
Buddy Collette - clarinet
Julie Connor - vocals
Arrangements by Lee Holdridge
Recorded:
March/1974, RCA Victor Studio, Hollywood
He's an hour away from ridin' on your prayers up in the skies
Ten days on the road are barely gone
There's a fire softly burnin' supper's on the stove
There's a light in your eyes makes him warm
Hey it's good to be back home again
Sometimes this ol' farm feels like a long lost friend
Yes and hey it's good to be back home again
There's all the news to tell him how'd you spent your time
What's the latest thing the neighbors say
And your mother called last Friday sunshine made her cry
And felt the baby moved just yesterday
Hey it's good to have you home again yes it is
Sometimes this old farm feels like a long lost friend
Yes and hey it's good to be back home again
Oh the time that I can lay this tired old body down
And feel your fingers feather soft upon me
The kisses that I live for the love that lights my way
The happiness that livin' with you brings me
It's the sweetest thing I know of just spending time with you
It's the little things that make a house a home
Like a fire softly burning and supper on the stove
The light in your eyes that makes me warm
Hey it's good to be back home again
Sometimes this old farm feels like a long lost friend
Yes and hey it's good to be back home again
Hey it's good to be back home again oh it is
Sometimes this old farm feels like a long lost friend
Yes and hey it's good to be back home again
I said hey it's good to be back home again
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Go home said the Man in the Moon go home
Go home said the Man in the Moon go home
Because it's gettin' sorta late and I'll soon turn out my light
Go home said the Man in the Moon go home
We didn't know who we were...
We didn't know who we were
We didn't know what we did
We were just a ridin' on
We were just a ridin' on the road
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It was nine feet high and six feet wide
And soft as a downy chick
It was made from the feathers of forty 'leven geese
Took a whole bolt of cloth for the tick
It'd hold eight kids'n four hound dogs and the piggy we stole from the shed
We didn't get much sleep but we had a lot of fun on Grandma's feather bed
After supper we'd sit around the fire and old folks'd spit and chew
Pa would talk about the farm and the war and Granny'd sing a ballad or two
I'd sit and listen and watch the fire till the cobwebs filled my head
Next thing I'd know I'd wake up in the mornin'
In the middle of the old feather bed
It was nine feet high and six feet wide... [ banjo ]
Well I love my Ma I love my Pa I love Granny and Grandpa too
I've been fishing with my uncle I rassled with my cousin I even kissed Aunt Lou ooh
But if I ever had to make a choice I guess it oughta be said
Well I'd trade them all plus the gal down the road
For Grandma's feather bed
I'd trade them all plus the gal down the road
It was nine feet high and six feet wide...
We didn't get much sleep but we had a lot of fun
On Grandma's feather bed
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Yes and joy was just a thing that he was raised on
Love was just a way to live and die
Gold was just a windy Kansas wheatfield
And blue was just the Kansas summer sky
All the stories that he told me back when I was just a lad
All the mem'ries that he gave me all the good times that he had
Growin' up a Kansas farm boy life is mostly havin' fun
Ridin' on his daddy's shoulders behind a mule beneath the sun
Yes and joy was just a thing that he was raised on...
Well I guess there were some hard times and I'm told some years were lean
They had a storm in '47 a twister came and stripped 'em clean
He lost the farm and lost his family he lost the wheat and lost his home
But he found the family Bible a faith as solid as a stone
Yes and joy was just a thing that he was raised on...
And so he came to live at our house and he came to work the land
He came to ease my daddy's burden and he came to be my friend
And so I wrote this down for Matthew and it's for him this song is sung
Ridin' on his daddy's shoulders behind a mule beneath the sun
Yes and joy was just a thing that he was raised on...
Yes and joy was just a thing that he was raised on...
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Well I got me a fine wife I got me ol' fiddle
When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle
And life ain't nothin' but a funny funny riddle
Thank God I'm a country boy
When the work's all done and the sun is settin' low
I pull out my fiddle and I rosin' up the bow
But the kids are asleep so I keep it kinda low
Thank God I'm a country boy
I'd play Sally Goodin all day if I could
But the Lord and my wife wouldn't take it very good
So I fiddle when I can and I work when I should
Thank God I'm a country boy
Well I got me a fine wife I got me ol' fiddle... [ fiddle ]
Well I wouldn't trade my life for diamonds or jewels
I never was one of them money hungry fools
I'd rather have my fiddle and my farmin' tools
Thank God I'm a country boy
Yeah city folks drivin' in a black limousine
A lotta sad people think that's mighty keen
Well folks let me tell you exactly what I mean
Thank God I'm a country boy
Well I got me a fine wife I got me ol' fiddle... [ fiddle ]
Well my fiddle was my daddy's till the day he died
And he took me by the hand and held me close to his side
He said live a good life play my fiddle with pride
Thank God you're a country boy
Well my daddy taught me young how to hunt and how to whittle
He taught me how to work and play a tune on the fiddle
He taught me how to love and how to give just a little
And thank God I'm a country boy
Well I got me a fine wife I got me ol' fiddle... [ fiddle ]
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Come let me love you let me give my life to you
Let me drown in your laughter let me die in your arms
Let me lay down beside you let me always be with you
Come let me love you come love me again [ strings ]
Let me give my love to you
Come let me love you come love me again
You fill up my senses like a night in a forest...
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I don't want to own you I just want to hold you
I just want to need you
I just like to see you smile and stay for awhile
If the times get rough bein' free might be enough
Keep our feelings warm see us through the storm
Wouldn't it be fine looking back and knowin' that we helped each other find
You can do whatever you want to do wherever you want to go
It's up to you
And wouldn't it be fine following your heart knowing from the start
It's up to you it's up to you it's up to you
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Find yourself a piece of grassy ground
Lay down close your eyes
Find yourself or maybe lose yourself
While your free spirit flies [ clarinet ]
Find yourself a piece of grassy ground...
August skies lullabies promises to keep
Dandelions and twisting vines clover at your feet
Memories of Aspen leaves trembling on the wind
Honeybees and fantasies where to start again
Someplace cool and green and shady
Cool and green and shady cool and green and shady
Cool and green and shady cool and green and shady...
There's a heavy smog 'tween me and the mountain
It's enough to make a grown man sit and cry
It's enough to make you wonder
It's enough to make the world roll up and die
I think it's kind of interesting the way things get to be
The way the people work with their machines
Serenity's a long time comin' to me
In fact I don't believe I know what it means
In the east a shaded moon is hanging lazily
I do believe I saw the old man smile
I do believe I did
I do believe he's been laughin' all the while
I think it's kind of interesting the way things get to be...
The sun is slowly fadin' in the western sky...
There's nothin' behind me and nothin' that ties me
To somethin' that might have been true yesterday
Tomorrow is open right now it seems
To be more than enough just be here today
I don't know what the future is holdin' in store
I don't know where I'm goin' I'm not sure where I've been
There's a spirit that guides me a light that shines for me
My life is worth the livin' I don't need to see the end
Sweet sweet surrender live live without care
Like a fish in the water like a bird in the air
Sweet sweet surrender live live without care
Like a fish in the water like a bird in the air
Lost and alone on some forgotten highway...
There's nothin' behind me and nothin' that ties me...
I don't know what the future is holdin' in store...
Sweet sweet surrender live live without care...
Sweet sweet surrender live live without care...
Sweet sweet surrender live live without care...
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This old guitar gave me my lovely lady
It opened up her eyes and ears to me
It brought us close together and I guess it broke her heart
It opened up the space for us to be
What a lovely place and a lovely space to be
This old guitar gave me my life my living
All the things you know I love to do
To serenade the stars that shine from a sunny mountain side
And most of all to sing my songs for you
I love to sing my songs for you
Yes I do you know
I love to sing my songs for you mhm mhm
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